Page 6 of Stepbrothered by the Mountain Man

My father was finally happy again after years of being alone since my mother died. He trusted me–us–with his stepdaughter, a woman thirteen years my junior. I can’t start drama just because I’m attracted to Maya.

I wouldn’t.

Outside, a sprinkling of snowfall begins to cover the ground. Done with skimming the pool, Maya moves to the jacuzzi under the covered porch next and dips in a test indicator. It must be all clear because she sits on the ledge and slips her feet in.

The urge to join her is overwhelming. Before I know it, I’m leaving the office and heading around back.

“My?” I call.

I love that nickname, My. Mine. All mine.

As I bank the corner, she jumps, spinning around to look at me. But the slippery side of the jacuzzi sends her tumbling straight under the bubbling water.

I shouldn’t laugh, but I do. Her little feet shoot skyward as she twists around in the water, getting on her knees before emerging.

“Help me!” she sputters, stretching an arm out towards me.

“You’re kneeling,” I chuckle, but I never turn down a chance to touch her.

Before I can blink, she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls with all her might. It definitely isn’t her strength that causes me to tumble into the water with her. It’s her cheek pressed against mine, her soft breasts pushed against my hard chest, and her wet lips brushing my ears that stuns me.

“Sucker!” she hisses.

I fall forward as Maya locks her legs around my waist, so she’s gripping me like a damn koala. A super soft, thick koala. I grab her around the waist and sit us upright, slicking back my hair from my face as she giggles madly.

“That’s what you get for laughing at me.” She grins as we both blink away water.

“I can deal with soggy flannel and potentially ruined boots if it means holding you in the sunset again.” I know I shouldn’t say it. I know I shouldn’t let her straddle my lap like this. I shouldn’t be thinking about the fact that only our clothes separate my hardening cock from her slit. She shouldn’t be so close that I can feel her heart pounding against mine through her soft breasts. I shouldn’t be so aware of her small fingers digging into my shoulders to brace herself. And I damn sure shouldn’t be imagining it’s because I’m impaling her with my cock.

She looks up at me, her fiery eyes a mirror image of the orangey sky, wide. Her full lips form a sweet little O before she smiles. “You’re still shaken up about what happened last week?”

She thinks I’m only being protective of her. I am, but that’s not the only reason.

“A bear nearly attacked you. How could I not be?”

“Given where we live, it’s always a risk. But here, we have miles of electric fences around the lodge. I’m perfectly safe just like our guests.”

She strokes my nape in a way I know she thinks is calming, but it only makes me harder. It only makes my fingers itch to tear the seam on her thin leggings and feel the heat radiating from her core.

I blink, feigning like I’m wiping water from my eyes but really I’m just trying to erase the image of Maya’s sweet little pussy peeking out from the torn fabric, wet and glistening.

If only she knew the thoughts that constantly plagued me. If only she knew I was like that black bear stalking his prey, ready to devour her.

“I’ll put a bunch of electric fences around my property, too, so there’s no need to worry.”

But I am worried because those wouldn’t keep this bear out.

I mentally shake my head trying to concentrate on her words and not her hard nipples pressing against me.

Right, the property.

My chest tightens as I broach the subject. “Speaking of the property, you told me you had a plan?”

She nods happily and I use my thumb to brush away a snowflake that falls on her cheek. Her soaked hair, which always smells of vanilla and honey, is speckled with them, but in seconds, they dissolve and disappear. “I have a meeting tomorrow.”

“With who?” Worry blooms in my gut. I hate secrets, especially ones between Maya and me.

“I’ll tell you everything once I have some news.”

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